[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-system-you-ve-got-the-wrong-person":3,"chapter-system-you-ve-got-the-wrong-person-system-you-ve-got-the-wrong-person-chapter-65":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","System: You've Got the Wrong Person",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2343076,4579,"Chapter 65: One Man Against a Nation—Only Gongshu","system-you-ve-got-the-wrong-person-chapter-65",65,"\u003Cp>Beneath the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wild winds howled, wails shook the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears streamed from the eyes, slowly tracing down the cheeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Wuming wept in disgrace, yet his movements grew ever more ferocious; the air quivered, twisted, and screamed helplessly under unmatched power and speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crimson blood qi continuously surged forth, swirling around Jin Wuming like an ocean of demonic energy, amplifying his arrogance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leng Wuye’s expression turned grim, his eyes filled with shock and fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Tianku Shou—Jin Wuming—was far stronger than nineteenth on the Human List; he clearly had the strength to challenge the top ten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He might not succeed, but he was certainly at the level of the tenth place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, Leng Wuye could have suppressed him—but it was Dou Changsheng’s strength that surprised him; when Dou left the capital, he had not yet condensed the Five Qi, yet beneath the moonlight he slashed Jin Sanming to death and instantly achieved the Five Qi Converging into One.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was already astonishingly fast, yet now two of the Three Flowers had already formed; if Leng Wuye had appeared a few days later, Dou would surely have achieved the Three Flowers Converging at the Crown and Five Qi Converging into One.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Sun Duxiu’s qin music aiding him, Dou now possessed the strength of a Xiantian Xuan Realm cultivator, and the ultimate technique Gengjin Thirteen Swords had caused him considerable trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each sword strike poured forth primordial true qi as if it were limitless—powerful, heavy, and overwhelming; Jin Wuming and Dou Changsheng together had forced him into a stalemate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a Pure Yang Master, this was a great disgrace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After today, word would spread across the land, and he would be nailed to the pillar of historical shame as the weakest Pure Yang Master in history.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world would not care whether he was in poor condition or whether Jin Wuming and Dou Changsheng were too strong—they would only know that a Pure Yang Master had failed to defeat two Xiantian cultivators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leng Wuye’s assault accelerated by a third.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Iron fists darkened to pure black, oozing outward, corroding heaven and earth like a pool of ink slowly staining a painting black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Wuming’s expression was half-smiling, half-crying—deeply eerie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice turned shrill and hoarse, as if he had become someone else; he chuckled wickedly: “Leng Wuye, your heart is in chaos.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You haven’t just had your mechanisms broken—your mind has been shattered too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Such haste, such rage—you’re nothing but an empty shell.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I seek to enter the top ten of the Human List, and I lack a worthy achievement.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heaven has delivered you as a gift.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To refuse what heaven offers invites misfortune!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wild winds howled, lifting him into the air; glimmers appeared along his waist—dozens of iron shards, each the length of a thumb, hovered before Jin Wuming; as his palm brushed over them, the shards rapidly assembled into a slender, elegant short knife, now firmly gripped in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade reflected sunlight, spitting cold light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Embedded within it was a gem, threaded with crimson veins that spread across the blade until it became a blood-red knife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A long, scarlet tongue flicked gently against the blade’s back; Jin Wuming’s icy voice spoke: “I prefer a blade to my hands.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Wuming’s aura abruptly transformed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eeriness vanished; in its place surged grandeur and majesty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One slash—and a sea of blood surged forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade moved like coiling dragons and writhing snakes, violently shaking the air as if a blood ocean had erupted from nowhere, waves towering high before crashing down, as if to crush all existence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its transformations were endless, as if infused with countless personalities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leng Wuye’s right arm swelled again like an inflated bladder, striking out with a force far larger than any human’s—visually staggering, terrifying pressure sweeping across all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scorching heat rushed toward Dou Changsheng, as if he stood inside a furnace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Jin Wuming’s outburst, Leng Wuye finally revealed a fraction of the Pure Yang Master’s might; the Mechanism Saint Fist manifested its terrifying power, its destructive force skyrocketing; both sides now unleashed their ultimate techniques, fighting to the death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Wuming saw his chance to kill a Pure Yang Master; for the sake of this fame, he had deployed his family’s ultimate secret, abandoning all caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood knife was a treasure-grade artifact, radiating ten-colored aura, its power unparalleled, greatly elevating Jin Wuming’s combat strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this critical moment, Dou Changsheng could not hold back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hero Sword in his hand trembled violently, as if awakening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A spiritual essence slowly coalesced; the next instant, the Hero Sword flew from Dou Changsheng’s grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sword flight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not sword control technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a combat art—but Dou Changsheng had personally confirmed: this sword flight was merely a low-tier version of sword control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as he stood upon the Hero Sword, it was no longer sword control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every change in direction was merely a turn; as long as his mind was open, solutions always outnumbered difficulties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gengjin Thirteen Swords was an ultimate technique, but Dou Changsheng had not perfected it; thus, this sword flight had become his strongest attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It lacked flexibility, but its direct, unyielding strikes left no room for evasion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hero Sword moved with blinding speed—like a comet striking the moon, a white rainbow piercing the sun!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant it left his hand, it reached Leng Wuye’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tip of the Hero Sword spat cold light, instantly piercing Leng Wuye’s chest; at the same moment, his massive iron fist collided head-on with the blood knife; exploiting Leng Wuye’s distraction, Dou Changsheng’s swift ambush strike successfully pierced through his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A violent explosion erupted, terrifying forces colliding, sending shockwaves that blew everything away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sand and soil instantly vaporized; the ground seemed stripped of a layer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leng Wuye, pierced by the Hero Sword, should have been mortally wounded—yet he still stood firm, towering above the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His massive right arm slowly retracted; his eyes were cold and emotionless, stripped of all feeling; the hollow in his chest revealed clearly—no organs, no flesh, nothing inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—a thunderous crash rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wooden bird suspended in the sky suddenly exploded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A towering figure tore open the wooden panels and stepped out directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His right arm was enormous, his body tall and imposing, expressionless, stepping forward one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was like a signal—another towering figure emerged, then another, until five stood in a row, motionless, staring directly at Dou Changsheng and Jin Wuming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hollow-chested figure collapsed with a crash, only to be caught by a massive right arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five Leng Wuyes stared unblinkingly at them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I kindly invited you to visit—yet you show such disrespect.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You shattered my personality, ruined my mechanisms.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A year ago, anyone who learned this secret would have died.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But now, my Giant Divine Soldier is complete—these are mere trifles.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I invite the heroes of the world to witness and judge.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come ashore!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dou Changsheng sighed: “One man against a nation—only Gongshu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had never understood this before—but now, at last, he did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So the Mechanism Sect—there’s only Gongshu, no outsiders at all.\u003C\u002Fp>",1186,"2026-06-20T23:35:01.027Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","7539e5008419ae90ddd817ba0b9ef8d19d6238931458830e57fe6cc649f17efa","system-you-ve-got-the-wrong-person-chapter-66","system-you-ve-got-the-wrong-person-chapter-64",470,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsystem-you-ve-got-the-wrong-person-cover.jpg"]